Ji Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.
He didn't dare to believe that Song Hengjiang would dare to say such words and make such a request at this time, in his old age!
He knew how overbearing Song Hengjiang was.
He had heard rumors about Song Hengjiang's power.
But why did he have to do this?
How dare he humiliate Ji Xuan?
Even the prime minister and the general had never treated him like this.
For a moment, he could not believe that this was real.
But he looked into Song Hengjiang's eyes.
That pair of turbid and drowsy eyes were shining brightly now.
He had to believe that this was real.
This was Song Hengjiang's condition.
Because he was Song Hengjiang!
…
Within the Zhuang Country, Zhuang Chengqian controlled land and Song Hengjiang controlled water. This was the founding agreement of the Zhuang Country!
In theory, the Water Lord of Qingjiang was of the same rank as the ruler of the Zhuang Country.
The entire Qingjiang was under Song Hengjiang's rule. Both sides of Qingjiang were under Song Hengjiang's rule.
Song Hengjiang seized this mistake of going beyond the bounds of propriety, so it was perfectly justified for him to kill him.
Ji Xuan understood that the Qinghe County Governor would not appear. The nearby Wangjiang City Governor and Maplewood City Governor would not appear. Even the Zhuang Court would not appear.
Because once they appeared, the nature of the matter would change. Now, it could be said that Ji Xuan had overstepped the rules. When the time came, the Zhuang Court would suppress him. A war between the human race and the water race within the Zhuang Country would be unavoidable.
The Zhuang Country would not be able to bear such a price. Not only would the internal friction cause a huge loss, but it would also spread or explode the conflict between the water race and the human race in the modern world.
The Zhuang Country could not bear this responsibility.
Would Song Hengjiang be willing to kill him?
Obviously, he was not. Otherwise, he would not even need to talk and would directly attack. Ji Xuan was a high-ranking official of the Zhuang Court. Once he was killed, it meant that the conflict between the water race and the Zhuang Court was irreparable.
The Qingjiang Water Prefecture was especially unwilling to be the one who started the war because they were still the weaker party.
But would Song Hengjiang dare to kill him?
This question did not need to be asked.
There was no need to weigh the pros and cons and no need to consider cause and effect.
The red color of the Lanhe River had not disappeared. That was the answer Song Hengjiang gave to all his opponents.
Then, could Song Hengjiang still kill him?
His Ji Xuan Five Residences had completed and was at the peak. He was only one step away from the Fourth Grade Outer Building State.
Several hundred years ago, Song Hengjiang's strength was unquestionable. However, hundreds of years later, everyone knew that he was nearing the end of his lifespan. How much combat strength did he have left?
After a period of unbearable silence.
"Pa!"
"Pa!"
"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! "
There were a total of ten sounds, not one less.
Ji Xuan did not hold back. Since he had already decided to accept such a humiliating matter, he would no longer be hesitant and make others laugh.
He had slapped himself in the face, yet he was still dissatisfied. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
As the slap ended, Ji Xuan's thin face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He looked at Song Hengjiang in silence, waiting for his response.
Song Hengjiang's eyelids were drooping. It was as if he had returned to his old and frail state.
He seemed to be struggling to even speak, but he only raised his hand.
"Go."
Then, he turned around.
Song Hengjiang was not a pestering person. Since Ji Xuan had admitted defeat and accepted his punishment, he would not humiliate him again.
After tonight's trip, his attitude was already clear enough. Next, it would depend on how the ruler of Zhuang State, who was sitting high up in the palace, would react.
The waves sent him back to Qing River, and the surface of the water merged.
Thus, the raging waves calmed down, and the huge waves disappeared. The entire Qing River regained its calm.
The moonlight shone on the surface of the water, as if nothing had happened.
The night wind blew, and the ripples on the water were like broken snow.
…
From the beginning to the end, Ji Xuan did not dare to mention the cultivator from the Arrest Department who was stabbed to death by Jiang Wang. Song Hengjiang also did not mention Bei Nu who was kidnapped and escaped.
Even though Ji Xuan came for that subordinate, and Song Hengjiang came for Bei Nu, who was under the rule of that person.
However, when the waves of Qing River were raging, they tacitly maintained a certain balance under the surface of the water.
That was the unspoken red line between the Zhuang Court and Qing River Manor for hundreds of years.
When the storm dissipated, Ji Xuan stood where he was.
No one appeared at the scene, because no one was willing to face Ji Xuan's anger. However, Ji Xuan knew that the humiliation he suffered today must have been transmitted to some people.
Among those important people who were on the same level as him, he made a fool of himself in broad daylight. There was no way to hide it.
However, he did not appear to be too embarrassed. Instead, he identified the direction and continued to fly in the direction where White Lotus was sent flying.
What happened had already happened, and there was no way to save his face. What he had to do was to not let his gains run away. That strange white flame, that woman with extraordinary abilities. Once he captured her alive, he would definitely be satisfied with the gains.
He was certain that under the circumstances tonight, the Zhuang Court that he represented and the Qing River Manor that Song Hengjiang represented were on the verge of breaking out at any moment. No matter what kind of power was hiding behind that woman, they would definitely not dare to show themselves.
Thus, he still had hope to find that woman who was on the verge of death.
He flew back and forth for hundreds of miles, but of course, he did not find anything.
…
On the other hand, White Lotus was sent flying by a punch. Her entire body flew in the air, and the white flame that surrounded her body was extinguished. All the Dao techniques that protected her body collapsed.
She knew that she had no more chances, and was about to use her last bit of strength to kill herself.
However, she suddenly felt a kind of warmth.
Her body that was flying backward was surrounded by a warm embrace.
Someone caught her.
However, this person was too weak. He could not even bear the remaining force of Ji Xuan's punch. Not only did he fly backward with her the moment he caught her, but he also spat a mouthful of blood into her neck.
That blood was boiling hot.
In a blur, White Lotus felt that the two of them fell to the ground and rolled continuously. However, that person was still below her. She still had a cushion.
Otherwise, she would really fall apart. She thought.
This person was really weak.
White Lotus felt that she was quickly picked up again. Then, this person was probably running. From the frequency of his breathing and the intense heartbeat in his chest, she knew that he had tried his best.
However, the whistling sound of the wind told White Lotus that he was very slow.
If this continued, she would die, right? There was no way she could escape.
It was just one more person going to die …
Who was this person?
Why did she have such a stupid subordinate?
No, that was not right. None of her subordinates would appear here.
They, those people, were all very smart. Very rational.
So who was this person?
Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. White Lotus realized that it was actually so difficult to open her eyes.
However, she held on. She had to do what she wanted to do.
So, she opened her eyes.
White Lotus forced her eyes open. Her vision was blurry and swaying.
It was because of the bumps caused by running.
She forced herself to focus and retracted her vision. From the angle of the lower jaw, she could finally see the person's face clearly.
The chin was slightly round and not sharp. The lips that were bleeding were tightly pursed. The bridge of the nose was high, and the pair of clear eyes looked straight ahead.
It was Jiang Wang. She thought.
Then, she fell into a complete coma.
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